Chapter 8 Childhood Passerby

The arrival of the white-haired girl immediately attracted everyone's attention and became the focus of the whole class.

It was really that white hair that attracted too much attention.

"Xiaochen, her hair is so beautiful, just like the beautiful snowflakes in winter."

Shen Qinghan leaned close to Lin Zichen's ear and whispered.

Lin Zichen didn't have time to care whether the white-haired girl's hair was beautiful.

At this moment, his mind was all on the inhuman breath emanating from the other party.

Why is there a breath that does not belong to humans?

Could it be a gene fusion?

Or... is it the offspring of a gene fusion?

Lin Zichen's mind was full of thoughts.

In the days to come, he has been paying attention to the white-haired girl.

The white-haired girl's name is Bai Xue.

This name is very popular, but it matches her white hair very well.

She has been transferred here for several days, and she never actively communicates with others.

She lies on the table motionless after class.

She rarely even goes to the toilet.

At the beginning, everyone was curious about her.

But as time went on, they gradually paid less attention to her.

The classroom returned to its former tranquility.

Except for a suspected autistic white-haired girl in the corner, everything else was the same as before.

Until more than a month later.

The tranquility in the classroom was finally broken.

The white-haired girl sitting in the corner of the classroom often exudes an unpleasant smell.

It's not pungent, but if you get close, you will feel very uncomfortable.

Lin Zichen made a special observation and found that the reason why the white-haired girl has a peculiar smell is that her skin secretes some white substances.

It's not clear what the specific substance is. The color looks clean, but it smells bad.

Because of the peculiar smell on her body, the white-haired girl became unwelcome.

She began to be excluded and ridiculed by classmates in the class.

In the face of these exclusions and ridicules, the white-haired girl didn't care from beginning to end, and she fell asleep on the table as usual after class.

Lin Zichen saw all this and was surprised at how tolerant the white-haired girl was. He thought that this girl was probably a dangerous person and was very wary of her.

Until one day.

There was a naughty boy who deliberately poured water on the white-haired girl's desk so that she couldn't sleep on the desk after class.

She had always been expressionless, but suddenly she couldn't hold back her tears.

Tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Her eyes were swollen from crying.

Lin Zichen was stunned. The person he had always thought was dangerous actually cried?

Shen Qinghan, who was standing by, couldn't stand it anymore. He remembered the experience of being ostracized by classmates when he first went to kindergarten. He immediately looked at Lin Zichen and said:

"Xiaochen, Bai Xue is so pitiful. Can we go help her?"

"Okay."

Lin Zichen said without thinking.

He didn't know the details of the white-haired girl and didn't understand what was going on with her.

He only knew that the other party didn't seem to be a dangerous person as he imagined, but more of an autistic little girl who was bullied by classmates and cried.

"Guan Chun, wipe the water off Bai Xue's desk."

Lin Zichen walked to the naughty boy and stopped, speaking to him in a calm tone.

Very calm.

So calm that there was no ripple.

However, the naughty boy was frightened and hurriedly picked up a book of his own, used the book as a tissue, and quickly wiped the water off the white-haired girl's desk.

He was too afraid of Lin Zichen, afraid of making this campus celebrity who was both civil and military unhappy.

Not to mention the students in the class, even the sixth graders were afraid of Lin Zichen.

Every student in Sunshine Primary School had seen Lin Zichen's feat at the school sports meeting, and knew how powerful his physical body was, so they didn't dare to offend him.

"Those who bullied Bai Xue before, come and apologize to her now."

Lin Zichen looked around the class and said to everyone he saw.

As soon as he finished speaking, the students in the class who had bullied the white-haired girl came to apologize to her one after another.

Some only said sorry.

Some people took out their own snacks to apologize.

Whether it was sincere or false, everyone apologized to the white-haired girl.

Faced with so many people apologizing, the white-haired girl felt a little overwhelmed and forgot to cry for a while.

After everyone apologized.

Shen Qinghan walked to the white-haired girl and stopped, turned around and said to the class: "Everyone is not allowed to bully Bai Xue in the future. She is a classmate of our class. We all have to be friends with her."

With Lin Zichen around, no one dared to disobey Shen Qinghan.

From this moment on, no one in the class dared to bully the white-haired girl.

"Thank you, thank you..."

The white-haired girl sobbed softly and thanked Lin Zichen and Shen Qinghan inaudibly.

Shen Qinghan smiled and said, "You're welcome. We are classmates and should help each other."

Lin Zichen didn't say anything, but just took out a tissue and handed it to the white-haired girl.

The white-haired girl reached out to take the tissue, timidly looked up at Lin Zichen, and engraved his appearance deeply in her heart.

...

Since that day.

Shen Qinghan began to approach the white-haired girl and wanted to be friends with her.

If there was something delicious or fun, she would share it with her first.

She also asked her to meet Lin Zichen.

She said that the three of us would play together in the future and become the best iron triangle friends in the class.

The reason why Shen Qinghan did this was because she herself had been excluded and felt pity for the white-haired girl who had the same experience.

The white-haired girl was very flattered by this and said weakly, "I, I smell so bad, don't you dislike me?"

Since she could remember, she had been excluded and disliked by her peers around her.

Now that she met Shen Qinghan and Lin Zichen who were willing to make friends with her, she felt very unreal, as if she was dreaming.

Shen Qinghan held the white-haired girl's hand and said seriously: "I won't dislike it. We will always be good friends."

After getting Shen Qinghan's answer, the white-haired girl looked at Lin Zichen beside her with a humble face, wanting to hear his answer and caring about his thoughts.

"Me too."

Lin Zichen said lightly.

The white-haired girl was moved by hearing this. She took off the pair of animal teeth on her neck and put them in the hands of the two people respectively, and said a little unconfidently:

"Hanhan, Xiaochen, you have always given me delicious and fun things, and I want to give you things too."

"This pair of animal teeth is my mother's birthday gift to me last year. Now I give them to you. I hope you don't dislike it."

"And I hope... I hope we will always be good friends."

"Yes, we will always be good friends." Shen Qinghan accepted the animal teeth with a smile on his face.

Afterwards, she looked at the two and suggested: "Let's hook our fingers and make a pact that we won't change for a hundred years."

Soon, the slightly childish voices of three people rang out on the playground of Sunshine Primary School.

"Hook..."

"Hang..."

"One hundred years, no change!"

...

The next day, the white-haired girl dropped out of school.

Shen Qinghan, who learned the news, was completely confused and didn't understand what happened.

On the day the white-haired girl dropped out of school, Lin Zichen saw a tall man walking into the Academic Affairs Office with the white-haired girl.

He was impressed by the man.

Because the other party's arms, half of his chest, and neck were all made of alloy.

It is suspected that he is a mechanical cyborg.

In this regard, Lin Zichen realized that the identity of the white-haired girl might not be simple.

However, he didn't dwell on it too much.

After all, the white-haired girl has transferred to another school, and perhaps they will never see each other again in this life.

She will only become a passer-by in childhood.

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